#beautiful yet dangerous XD

[zu-is-here]

Rose

Fluffynightkiller Week by @help-im-a-gay-fish

Mobster AU by help-im-a-gay-fish & jann-the-bean

Ccino by black-nyanko

Nightmare by jokublog

Killer by rahafwabas / rahaf-wabas / rahofy-sketch

[zynari]

𒄬 CAUGHT IN THE FLASH

― scaramouche x fem!reader

― 10. heart's in danger ♬ // wc: 668

“Do your bandmates like cakes?” you asked Scaramouche while looking at the variety of cakes in front of you.

The two of you are currently in a cake shop, since he told you that he will take you to Inazuma to watch their practice. You told him that you can’t go there empty-handed, so here you are—buying a cake as a present for them.

“I don’t really know their preferences.” you heard Scaramouche said from behind, pulling up his mask to hide his face. He��s wearing a disguise because, you know, to hide from his fans—or public, in general.

You look back at him, raising an eyebrow. “What do you mean you don’t know their preferences?”

“Just buy one already before everybody notices that I am here.”

“Oh. Right.”

After having a hard time choosing one (because all of them looks delicious), you finally chose one and you and Scaramouche successfully left the shop without anyone noticing him.

Once you hop inside the car, he immediately starts the engine and drives.

“How did you even bring your car here if you are from Inazuma?”

“I bought this one when I decided to stay with you here in Fontaine.”

Jaw Drop.

You look at him, waiting for him to say “just kidding” but he remained stoic and didn’t say anything.

He bought a CAR? Just for THAT???

“...Sorry for breathing the same air as you.” you mumbled, shying away from him and turning your gaze to look outside.

He scoffs, “I will give this to you once the suspension is lifted.”

Another jaw drop. Is this— is this guy serious???

“You’re kidding, right?” you look back at him, “Don’t just casually say that like you’re giving a candy to a kid. It’s not funny.”

“I am fucking serious, y/n.” he reaches something from the backseat when the traffic light is red, then gives it to you.

You reluctantly accept it and your eyes widen when you see that it was a key.

Oh my fucking archons…

You were speechless. You look back and forth at the key and him. You don’t know if you should be thankful, because you never expected someone to give you something this huge and expensive.

After all, you and Scaramouche aren’t really dating, and you just met each other few days ago.

“Scara—I can’t—”

Scaramouche wrapped his hand around yours and you felt your face flushing, and your heart started beating like crazy.

“Just accept this as my apology for dragging you into this mess, y/n.”

“But—”

“No buts.”

“—I don’t know how to drive.” I’ve never even been inside a car aside from a cab.

He smirked, “That shouldn’t be a problem. I’ll teach you.”

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After almost three hours, you finally arrived at your destination. You’ve never been to Inazuma, so when you stepped outside the car, the unfamiliar, yet beautiful scenery mesmerized you.

This place is completely different from Fontaine…

“Careful, or a bug might enter your mouth.” you heard Scaramouche said from behind and you quickly close your mouth. “We still have time, do you want to walk around?”

As long as you wanted to accept his offer, you knew that his bandmates were waiting for him so you shook your head.

“Nope. I’m good.” you smiled at him, “Besides, you’re keeping a low profile and hiding from the public, right?”

He rolled his eyes at you, “Don’t make it sound like I'm a criminal or something.”

You laughed, nodding your head. For some reason, you’re in a good mood today.

Forget about the car and just enjoy your day...

-Must be the atmosphere and fresh air here in Inazuma.

When you look at him, your laughter dies down and your smile slowly fades.

Scaramouche is just standing there, looking at you. He’s still wearing his cap and face mask but you can see his eyes staring back at you.

Badump.

What the hell, heart?

You cleared your throat and avoided his gaze. “S-so, where are we going now?”

Scaramouche was silent for a few seconds before answering you.

“Follow me.”

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CHAPTER'S NOTE: it took an hour for scaramouche to convince you to go with him XD

about the car--- it just came up that's why scara suddenly said that 🥹 (get a man who will give you a fricking car as an apology)

IDK WHAT I'M DOING HELP HAHA

SYNOPSIS: in which, a twenty-year old college student who also works as an on-call staff at an event management company finds herself in trouble when a picture of her with the popular guitarist of the famous band "cr4ze", went viral.

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[elvenbeard]

Old and Happy

😭 my feels have been all over the place since I finally finished this! Don't even remember when I started, as I kept working on and off on it over a couple of months. But I think it was after writing something particularly angsty and going "you know what, they will get their happy ending though, so it's all good".

Some details and thoughts below the read more cause it got long hhhh ;A;

This is in about 2087 maybe, roughly "ten years later". Vince changed his hair, ditched the rattail for good (or again xD) for something still colorful but a bit more easy to style. But he might change it up again, he's done so repeatedly and still likes to experiment with his hair.

Not visible, he probably would've added some elements to his back tattoo after surviving all of 2077. Johnny's tattoo he covered up as well, he would've done that first probably before the back piece. Adding some things here and there over time, with colors and patterns and wings, some cherry blossoms ('cause a thing of beauty will never truly fade away - hence just not getting laser removal but covering it with something that suits him more, but keeping some elements like the J and V visible). It started with three roses below the "V" as a little homage to Jackie, and 2077 as the year that finally put him on the right track in his life, even if it almost killed him in the process.

Overall he is a healthier weight than he was for most of his life, and finally got some therapy he desperately needed to deal with all the crap he went through pre-2077 already. He's not dyeing his first grey hairs because hell, that he's even still around to get some is amazing with his line of work and life story. And he realized that there's no need to be super well put togeher 24/7, clean shaven and whatnot, when you know you're just gonna be hanging out with your man and cat all weekend (and actually allowing yourself to something like that - leisure time and pizza in bed, unheard of to 2077!Vince). He's doing good and feels good and comfortable, physically and mentally.

Kerry also changed, also embracing the dad bod over abs, probably still experimenting with his looks a lot now and then whenever the label feels like they need to draw attention to him for whatever reason. But to the brown eyes he returned in 2078 already in my headcanon for the Sun ending timeline, and he stuck with them.

Overall I think he might finally care a little less about other people's opinions too, the buzz and the drama, cause he knows that at the end of the day there's always gonna be someone waiting for him at home who loves him unconditionally. He's a bit calmer and at ease, but of course still up to no good whenever he gets the chance to stir shit up xD Vince and him remain to be a dangerous duo you don't wanna mess with. At that point Vince is a well-respected, even if somewhat elusive, fixer, so he's probably even more dangerous now than he used to be as a mere merc with an arsenal of connections and resources at his disposal that can almost rival Kerry's.

I also gave Kerry a lil new cyberware piece on his hand - he is an old man and I think, using his hands as a musician on the daily, at some point there's just gonna be some wear and tear to your bones and joints only tech can fix anymore... Especially if you're stubborn and refuse to retire cause no, you're not done yet, you still have so much to yell into the world and music to make, stuff to add to your legacy and all.

Last but not least: Nibbles is an old lady already as well here, but living her best life with her dads spoiling her rotten, of course!

And then öalkshjdfagsdföasgdfaösfh ;___;

Y'know, "to bad decisions" and all, and two very different pieces still fitting together perfectly somehow, and light and shadows, and the sun and moon and yeah. ;___; Brb crying, the feels are back xD

Thanks so much for reading if you made it this far!! They mean so much to me and aösdjhfajsfhasfk could go on forever about every little detail xD On to the next drawing!

[princessanonymous]

Of Trials- Part 2/3 (Ask)

Platonic Yandere Vampire

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Finally another one posted! Y'all, I'm a slow updater,but you best believe I'll update nonetheless. Better late than never. XD

As I said last time, this is from an ask someone sent to me privatly. Once again, you'll need to read the main story, When Night Comes (Linked aboved) to understand this. :)

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Immortal Children were children who had been turned into vampires at a far too young age.  These children, once transformed, became uncontrollable beings, driven by impulses they could not yet understand or manage. Their beauty was unmatched; they were truly irresistible beings fated to remain untouched by the sands of time. Their physical perfection was a double-edged sword, enchanting and deadly in equal measure.

With red eyes that shone like bright fire and smiles that retained an eerie innocence, Immortal Children possessed an almost angelic appearance. This innocent facade belied the dark reality of their existence. Despite their sweet appearance, they carried the same capacity for horrific violence every other vampire had. Their enchanting smiles masked the bloodshed and destruction they were capable of. The problem lay in their inability to control their impulses and the immense danger they posed to both humans and vampires alike. Immortal Children brought chaos wherever they went, leaving a trail of death and suspicion that threatened the secrecy of the vampiric community. Their very existence was a cause of disaster, as their actions could not be predicted or controlled.

The creation of an Immortal Child was considered a crime of the highest order within the vampire world, a transgression with severe penalties for both the sire and the fledgling. It was seen as a reckless act, bringing risks that outweigh the benefits. A crime Dorian had now been accused of.

"We can leave," Killian suggested, pacing around the room frantically. So frantically, in fact, that he didn't notice when his feet reached the wall, and he began to walk up it. Had Dorian not been so preoccupied, he would have commented on the impropriety of such behavior. "You always said you wished to visit Japan again; we should go. I'm sure (Y/n) would find it lovely.”

Dorian wanted to pull his own hair out in frustration. "They will find us," he promised. He was sure of that. "And when they do, no trial shall be held and we will both be made to burn under the deadly sun. You might suffer the same fate, for helping us."

Killian stopped and turned to face Dorian, standing upside down on the ceiling with a look of incredulity. "So you want us to wait until they come to take you both? Have you lost your mind?"

Dorian's eyes burned with a mix of fear and resolve. "I haven't lost my mind, Killian. I'm trying to protect us. Running would only delay the inevitable and draw more suspicion. They have eyes everywhere. Leaving now would be a death sentence."

"So you will let her die?" Killian demanded in outrage. "You turned her, and I won’t allow you to do that to her." Killian had grown to care deeply for (Y/n), just as much as Dorian did. It had taken some time, but he had come to take on a more important role, that of a second father to her.

"Oh, don't you dare accuse me of that!" Dorian's eyes flashed with anger, his voice rising defensively.

"You created this problem!" Killian bit back, pointing a finger at Dorian. "(Y/n) could have had a perfect, happy, and fulfilling life without your interference."

"She would be dead!" Dorian screamed at him, his voice cracking with the intensity of his emotions. "Dead and rotting in the ground, eaten by maggots, larvae, and any other pests wanting a piece of her!"

Killian recoiled slightly, the rawness of Dorian's words hitting him hard. But he quickly composed himself, his own emotions bubbling to the surface. "And instead, she’s trapped in this cursed existence. Is that really any better?"

Dorian's eyes blazed with a mixture of rage and desperation. "I couldn’t just let her go! You don’t understand, when I looked at her for the first time, I just… I just knew she would complete us. I couldn’t stand by and do nothing while she slipped away.”

Then, there was a knock at the door, and they paused, their argument abruptly silenced. Dorian took a deep breath and called out sweetly, "What is it, starshine?" He wondered how long the girl had been standing behind the door, listening to their heated exchange.

The door slowly creaked open, and the girl who was the subject of their worries stepped in. Her red eyes gleamed with an innocence that belied the turmoil surrounding her. She looked between Dorian and Killian, sensing the tension in the room.She had her face scrunched up in an adorable mou that drew a smile on his own face.

"Was it a nightmare?" Asked his now calmer partner.

She shook her head looking frustrated. "You're arguing more than usual.”

Killian agreed with her, sending her an apologetic look. “We apologize, dear. Your father and I have been terribly preoccupied recently.”

"Because of that lady?" she probed further, her keen intelligence shining through.

Dorian shook his head, trying to maintain a calm demeanor. "Why don’t I take you back to your room?" he suggested gently.

"I don’t like her," (Y/n) said, clutching the hem of her nightgown, “She was awfully unpleasant. I don't want to see her again."

Dorian smiled weakly at her, feeling a pang of guilt for having brought her such distress. He planted a gentle kiss on her head. "That is alright. You won’t," he assured her softly.

He walked her to her room in silence, aware that she sensed his restlessness. They had tried to curb her habit of sensing the emotions of everyone around her, but their efforts had never worked. Over time, they had grown accustomed to this small breach of privacy, deciding to simply try to keep their emotions in check, knowing that she was affected by strong emotions. By the way she clutched his hand, trembling slightly, he knew their attempts hadn't quite succeeded.

"I can feel how scared you are," she whispered. "It makes me scared too." 

Dorian's heart ached at her words. He gently brushed a strand of hair from her face. The weight of his emotions was heavy, but he forced himself to remain composed for her sake. As they reached her room, he opened the door, intending to tuck her into her coffin.

But as the door swung open, the metallic scent of blood assaulted his senses, pulling him abruptly back to reality. His only reaction was to raise his eyebrows as he took in the scene before him: a woman's body lay sprawled on the floor, lifeless and drenched in blood. Despite the horror of the sight, a strange sense of resignation settled over him. He felt an astounding lack of surprise as he gazed at the corpse on the floor.

"(Y/n)," Dorian breathed out in defeat, his voice heavy with a mix of relief and frustration.

"Mayella cut herself while cooking today," (Y/n) explained with a shrug as she walked over to the corpse, completely unfazed by the sight. She plopped herself down on her coffin, swinging her legs casually. "I kissed the hurt goodbye."

"Starshine," he began, struggling to keep his voice calm, "you can't just—"

But as he looked into her innocent eyes, he felt his throat close up with a mixture of frustration and despair. It seemed they had tried to teach her better self-control, but it never seemed to stick. Feeding was always at the forefront of her mind, even after she had eaten only a few hours ago.

He looked at her tenderly and laughed wetly.  "You did well," he whispered, hoping she didn't notice the despair that overtook him.

[virozero]

[Magnus / Psyker!Reader]

Entangled Entropy - Ch. 0

AN: I haven't written a fic in many moons, so I am hella rusty. Please be patient with me! Also there needs to be more Magnus content on this site and I have a moral obligation to make it. This is also just like an introduction chapter so I didn't quite wanna lable it as chapter 1 or what ever .3. please hit me with feedback I need it lol. also I blame @moodymisty @ms--lobotomy and @kit-williams for inspiring me to write fic again XD Reader will have GN/Masc pronouns even though I will depict them as Transmasc. Word count: 542 Tags: @heuldoch7b Warnings: Mentions of shitty childhood, Slowburn, uh no beta we die like Death Korps of Krieg Credits: @cafekitsune for the dividers

Your home world, Æeran, while not as beautiful as the tales of ancient holy terra, was still a gem. With two colonized moons with established trade routes, Æeran was far from struggling. Colorful floral and exotic fauna gave life to the world, you could list all of them from memory.

With blue violet skies to amber beaches, your home world was starting to feel too small for you. While you did visit the moons on occasion, you felt like you have seen and studied everything Æeran had to offer.

You have lived with your royal advisor uncle since you were 17, learning all the ways of high-class society and their politics. Much of it was boring but your uncle wishes for you to take his place as the royal advisor to the throne someday.

You did not care much for the King but were respectful towards him for your uncle’s sake. It was not that he was incapable of much, it was that he would not do anything that outrightly helped the citizens.

Record keeping and recalling notes was your current job due to your gifts. You had a rough upbringing due to being different. Weird things tend to happen around you.Unsure of what to do, your parents did not treat you right but rather as a monster.

Until your uncle adopted you in your late teens. He taught you everything you need to know about how to be a vassal for the lord of the planet. Your unique gifts have aided you with your studies and research as it helped you keep notes and long form records on a metaphysical plain.

That’s right, you were a psyker, but no one on the planet knew exactly what a psyker was or the dangers they could bring. So, they just said you were gifted by the gods since most of your powers were used in a utilitarian way. Occasionally you would try to use them for something different like levitating small objects or forming little animals. You were not that good yet, but it helped keep the boredom at bay.

All that was about to change though as your uncle was called away to business on one of the moons, leaving you alone to temporally take his place. To say you weren’t panicking would be a lie. You told your uncle how you weren’t ready for this as he was leaving for the shuttle. He gently placed a hand on your shoulder and told you he believed in you and that you had made him proud.

With a final farewell, you return to your residence to prepare for the following days to come.  As you were organizing tomes from a pile near your bed, a sharp crack and rumble shook the sky, causing you to drop the heavy book on your foot. Cursing, you ran to a window to see what happened. The city still is in one piece, no signs of collapsed buildings. Everything seems ok until you look up at the sky.

A titanic spaceship hid the sun and was looking to dock. You squint your eyes to stare at it, cursing under your breath knowing damn well you had to deal with this as your uncle was off planet.

[thefiery-phoenix]

YANDERE LOV HEADCANONS

If you were to be kidnapped by the LOV, the league of villains, they would be watching you like creepy stalkers for a VERY LOONG time. It would be really infuriating for them to watch you doing the same boring things over and over again and again for days together. Won't you EVER get bored of living that bland vanilla life? You CLEARLY needed some spice in your life, at least, that's what THEY felt (Read, more like what DABI and TWICE felt. Shigaraki just didn't give a damn about you, that egoistical prick)

But no matter how much Shigaraki claimed that you were a useless spoiled brat, even HE couldn't shake off his feelings for you. Toga and Dabi would often tease him about it which would always result in a full fledged slapping war till mama Kurogiri tells the crybabies to CALM TF down

HECK, even KUROGIRI thinks you won't be so bad... When the other members of the LOV asked him to open up his warp gate and help them kidnap you, he resisted saying that you just needed some time. Even he was curious as to why most of the members of the LOV had suddenly taken an interest in you 

You were the prey, the victim they ALL fell in love with and the fact that they weren't controlling you yet and possessing you yet was pissing them TF off and was driving them INSANE

It won't be long before they kidnap you. You might be skipping along one day, looking like a happy cute adorable little chipmunk that's excited for something and suddenly, BOOM! Everything goes dark and fog and mist surrounds you (Cue the special effects and the dramatic evil chuckling and creepy organ music playing from the middle of nowhere) 

You would be TERRIFIED out of your wits to see Kurogiri just staring at you as well as the other members of the LOV as well (Well, of COURSE, who WOULDN'T be scared of out of their minds when you see villains glaring at you?) This is their chance to PROVE to you that you shouldn't place your faith and waste your breath on those pathetic no good hero scum who are useless most of the times anyway 

You would be gagged for a few days, chained and all. Dabi would have to deal with Toga's constant pestering asking whether she could make you bleed since she thinks you look cute and adorable in red and with blood all over you... Damn, this is scary

Crusty lips would be the MOST SCARIEST yandere, no doubt about that. He'd threaten you the most, show you the LEAST amount of love and affection, and basically, acts like a spoiled kid with the aura of a demon. He might even threaten to turn you to ash if you don't stop flinching away and turning away from him (SOMEONE HAND ME A KNIFE, I HAVE A CRUSTY RAT TO STAB!!!!! UvU)

That arrogant jerkface would LOVE to taunt you, call you all sorts of names and he gets some sick sort of pleasure seeing how HELPLESS you were under HIS control, poor sweet dumb little thing.... He wouldn't actually turn you to ash but seeing the way you squirm around from time to time just makes him feel so... aroused and gets all these crazy thoughts about you that'll be left to YOUR imagination ;)

Is Toga a yandere? BWAHAHAHAHAH XD Is that even a QUESTION to ask? She is the MASTER of all yanderes, and I honestly think she and Ayano Aishi from Yandere Simulator would be best pals and killing buddies. She'd swoon all over you and coo how cute you are in that sickeningly sugar coated voice of hers and say how beautiful you'd look in blood till Dabi pulls her away from you. When it's her turn to spend time with the LOV's 'pet' she's gonna literally POUNCE on you, trying to take your blood, tying you up and making you beg for more (HONESTLY, how TF is she NOT a vampire!!!???) She LOVES being dominant and unfortunately for you, you're her little plaything 

Twice is kinda chill AND DEADLY scary at the same time. I think he has a bipolar personality since one minute he's gonna be laughing with you and the next minute he's gonna do somethin dangerous towards you. This guy's really unpredictable and it's horrifying. You might be running into HIS arms for comfort AND yet, at the same time, you might be running away from him too like your hair's on fire. This dude's personality is so unpredictable, is damn scary.... TvT 

Mr Compress might just be the BEST yandere or captor you could EVER ASK for, PERIODT. He'd treat you well and certainly not like it when the other members try harming you in any way. He would never degrade you either. He'll take you to his room at night and show you all  sorts of cool magic tricks and slow dance with you like in those cutesy dramatic romantic movies. He'd stroke his thumb over your soft lips, caress your cheeks lovingly and say how cute and adorable and amazing you were and how he'd be your source of comfort from those overgrown morons with an IQ of a sardine tin can. He'll LOVE it when you're dependent on him and ONLY him and he would NEVER bring himself to hurt you like the others (Man, this dude is making me cry....)

Dabi couldn't care less at first when he saw you. He thought you were another little plaything for his use and he'd toss you away like a Kleenex after you were broken. And yet, something about you just attracts him to you and that's actually pretty terrifying. If Dabi's in a bad mood, you better start saying your freaking prayers since this man takes sadism to a WHOLE NOTHER level, it's a question now, who's more of a sadist. Dabi or Shigaraki? If he's in a good mood, he'll just ask you to shut up and cuddle with you and rub some gentle circles on your back

To piss Crusty Face Handyman even MORE, he'll make you sit on his lap during meetings while Shigaraki's gonna be damn pissed at BOTH you and HIM and that'll jus t make the prick Dabi satisfied. Sometimes, he won't be so bad to you, otherwise he's gonna make you do all sorts of things you're uncomfortable with and he's gonna be like your WORST NIGHTMARE in HUMAN form. He and Shigaraki might even TAG TEAM when it comes to your punishments and they CERTAINLY WON'T be your favorite yanderes, that's for SURE

Oh JESUS... when it comes to Spinner he's like the MOST SOFTEST yandere EVER just like Mr. Compress. He LOVES showering you with love and affection, and he's just so pure, he can't EVER hurt you... OMG, MY HEART!!!!!....

He CERTAINLY feels bad with Compress when the league uses you as their personal stress toy and hence, they're the ones who'll actually take care of you and treat you with such gentle care and tender love. He'll be one who'll actually make you happy, by sneaking food for you when the league tries to starve you since you were being bad, talk to you about the things you like and care about, won't EVER touch you inappropriately since he DROWNS in his respect women juice and feels really bad since he can't help you escape. This boi is so PRECIOUS, IMMA DIE FROM A CUTENESS OVERLOAD!!!!!!!!!!

Kurogiri will be like the parental figure and whenever the punishments get out of hand like the villains trying to touch you inappropriately and all, he'll be there to stop in no time. Though he's a villain, he cares for you just like Compress and Spinner. He won't hesitate to punish you, but his punishments will just be a bit tamer than the ones the others give. His punishments will be something like him just ignoring you for a few hours and all that. He'll make sure to take good and proper care of you and feed you and on time and ensure you aren't malnourished. He'll talk to you about the current things going on around the world and honestly... he ain't so bad

In my opinion, Stain is a chivalrous guy. He won't torture you, EVER nor will he ever invade your personal space. He thinks you're cute and adorable and he'll compliment you oh just a DOZEN times a day. Like Kurogiri, he ensures you're safe and all right and after a harsh treatment with the Terrifying Trio (aka. Stabby blood rat, crusty chicken nugget and BURNT chicken nugget) he'll be there to comfort you and wipe your tears away and gently hold you to sleep after he tends to your injuries. If you're locked away somewhere, he'll at the very least try sneaking some food for you and telling you that you're strong and you'll be able to cope with it and gently encourage you

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Hype Train!

F!Streamer Reader x M!Yandere Streamer OC

Part 6~

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!!!MINORS DNI!!!

CW: !F reader, use of she/her when referring to reader, reader has a vagina, YANDERE, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT, pet names (pretty, baby, pretty girl), ML calls self “daddy”( lemme know if y’all are into it or not XD), Descriptions of Sadistic violence, implications of past SA, gore, blood, torture live stream, Oral on m, live stream exhibitionism, long part, smutt sat the end!

AN: Sorry this one took longer than usual, i wrote like 11 different drafts and didn’t like any of them XD finally got to lucky number 12 and bam, let’s goooaaaarrrrr 🐶✨

“Isn’t it way too soon though…?” You ask in a slightly joking voice, not wanting to sound stressed.

It definitely stressed you out though.

You’re finally thinking somewhat rationally now. Asking yourself all those questions you should have asked that that first day he arrived for example…

How did he find you?

How did he get here?

What on earth did he do with Jared’s body?

Is he going to get away with that? How?

And How can he be so… Fine, after Murdering someone.

And those are just the ones you can think of off the top of your head before he responds.

“What?” He runs a hand through his bangs, “You sayin’ you’d rather stay in this danger infested shithole than come back w’ me?”

You try and pipe up, “N-no… That’s not what i’m saying at all, Jasper…” but you lose your voice at least halfway through.

A fear you’ve never even fathomed creeps it’s way into your soul.

“ ‘S what it sounds like, pretty.” Jasper’s voice is frigid.

This stings you more than anything ever has… You completely let your guard down to him. You actually trust him.

“Jasper, I am NOT saying that. I just think it’s way too soon for me to move in with you. I still have to pay off next month, not to mention breakin’ my lease, an I d-don’t know—”

His whole demeanor reverts in a terrifying instant. His eyes filling back up with adoration, “m’sorry, pretty girl. I’ll take care of everything and make up f’r twistin’ your words like that.” He sighs relieved, “I should’ve known that was the reason.”

It’s not the whole reason…

But you think better of adding anymore fuel to those embers, and possibly burning down the whole forest around you.

He fishes out an old looking phone, “Dev, get the delivery van ready. Sendin’ ya some coords.” While he’s closing the door and locking it behind him.

You stand there dumbfounded.

“W-wait! Jasper?!” You put on the first pair of shoes you see and run after him. He’s only on the first set of stairs going down when he hears you, and turns to wait while you re-lock the door.

“Ahh, y’wanna come watch daddy work, hm? Is that it, pretty baby?” He smirks.

You can’t tell if he’s serious, but you become bashful nonetheless. “Uh… Sh-sure! W-wait. What— what are you…? Where are you…?” your brain short circuits as you try and figure out where to even start.

He slings the bag over a shoulder, then reaches up to cradle your cheek in his palm. “’m kiddin’, pretty, let me take care ‘f it. I’ll bring ya a souvenir.” He winks, his pupils almost completely eclipse the beautiful icy blue of his irises. He looks so different right now. You can’t honestly tell what emotion he’s full of, but it sends a chill down your spine regardless.

You nod, nuzzling your face deeper into his palm and kissing his skin.

“Kay, please just… stay safe… I love you, Jasper,”

“I love you, pretty girl” he purrs, then bumps his forehead to yours. “Stay inside till I get back. I need ya t’ skip work if ‘m not back yet. ‘kay pretty? I know you wanna do all this on your own, and I need ya t’ trust me, lemme take care of you right now”

With slightly stinging eyes, you nod.

“‘At’s m’ good girl,” He presses forward, his lips barely touch yours in such a sweet gesture it makes your heart flutter.

How this guy can make you feel every emotion, and every feeling in all the books is beyond you.

“Whaddo ya think, Issac… This one thinks he’s some sortta little cartel king.” Jasper coos teasingly. The edge of his blade tilting up the bound and gagged man’s chin, with the tip dangerously close to puncturing that delicate little artery. “Thinkin extorting helpless lil ladies makes him s’m kinda badass,” His smile drips with malice.

“Oooh! Oh! I like the snitch treatment!” Issac excitedly hops over to Jasper’s side. His own blade glinting in the dim van lights as he waves it around.

“Be careful with that, would ya?” Dev.In snaps lovingly, as they lean against the opposite wall with their arms crossed.

“What do you think little king? Want your tongue cut out, n’ getting throat fuck by my knives?” He pauses as if to think, “or would you prefer ‘f I carved ya a pussy of your own? I could bring ya t’ that little place you like to send all those nice young ladies… Whats it called again?” He grins.

“OH OH OH! I KNOW THAT ONE! Me! Pick me!!” Issac raises his hand like an excited kid in school, “The pit!!!”

“mmhm! that’s it, I’m sure those clients of yours would have so much fun with a big boss like you all chained up… They’d prolly pay big bucks too,” The knife *shings* as he pulls it out from under the struggling man’s chin.

“Ooo! Jasper yur a genius! Can I change my vote!?!?” He raises his hand and waves it around as if he’s a kid voting on the family car trip to stop for candy.

“What do you think Dev?” Jasper looks over his shoulder to the body double with glowing eyes.

“I polled the viewers already. Overwhelming majority favor him getting his own cunt,”

“Well would ya look at that… I guess it’s time for a song change then.” Jasper turns off the music completely, looking directly at the man.

You fell asleep who knows how long ago on top of your blankets, and awake to the feeling of the bed shifting with a new body’s weight.

You feel scared at first, before it quickly morphs into joy.

It’s dark in the room now, but you reach up and hug them. “J-Jasper?” You whisper sleepily.

“‘Yes, pretty. I got cha some presents, though, I need ya ta just look, ‘nd not touch the first one.” He gets back up to turn on the colored room lights, “The second one’s all yours.”

They’re both in cute boxes covered in a cat print with little bows in your favorite color.

“Which ones which??” You ask.

“Here, pretty… remember, only look…”

You pull the ribbon, and your face drops when you take off the top.

You gag.

It’s… It’s a man’s…

Images of Jared’s concaved and bloody face, with a furious Jasper above him, flash behind your eyelids.

“W-Who? J-Jas—” Your body shakes as you swallow trying to hold in the rising bile.

“I know, pretty…” He pets you softly, “It’s a little hard to look at. but I wanted to give ya the proof that you’re free now.” He smiles calmly, his pupils are a normal size, you notice, even in the lower light.

“J-Jasper…” Your eyes are wide, but when he tells you that you’re free…

You can’t help feeling relieved.

“I d-don’t want to know what you d-did. Please don’t ever tell me…” You ask with a quiet voice before handing the closed box back. “Th-thank you Jasper.”

“‘f course, pretty girl,” he puts his hand back onto your head, his fingers trailing through your hair.

“mmmm,” Your eyes close for a second… “Wait!”

He pulls away with a smile on his face.

“D-do you wanna stream t’night?”

He licks his lips, “Why, pretty? Ya got plans f’me?”

“O—okay… C-close your eyes fora sec… And h-hit live, b-but wait t’start ”

“Oooo~ I like this already” His big grin shows off his long canines.

You put on a collar that Jared got you… You only kept it cause it’s cute.

You hope Jasper likes the idea though, and then he can get you a new one, and you can finally burn this one.

Trying to be stealthy and failing, you climb under your desk with a burning hot face.

Since he’s slouched pretty comfortably, his legs are already a little spread. You thank him for that in your head.

Your palms travel slowly up his thighs, stoping in his lap over his pants zipper and button.

This is a skill you hated having before, but you’re kind of excited to use it on him.

Your hands tremble slightly.

You look up to see a stupid smirk on his face, telling you he definitely knows what you’re about to do.

Maybe you’ll still surprise him.

You free his dick, your mouth falls agape never have actually looked at it this closely.

“When can I start, prettyy~” He almost sings.

You get comfortable between his legs, and rest your arms up on his thighs. “N-Now.”

Steeling your nerves you take a big breath, then you start by licking long strokes up his shaft. You feel his bulging veins against your sensitive muscle.

His leg twitches, making you a little more confident.

He doesn’t taste like the others. It’s not disgustingly salty at all, kinda just tastes like the rest of his skin. You sigh happily at that.

Flattening your tongue now to cover more area underneath his girth. While licking more eagerly, you’re getting more and more excited to please him with your mouth.

“Aw, Thanks,” He starts talking to the viewers. You look up and meet his eyes, “W-welcome back everyone, sorry it’s been a minute, my girl and I have been very busy the past couple days.”

You grab his cock in both hands, still having enough room for it, you wrap your lips around the tip too. Your lips have the perfect grasp on him, right under his glands. You suck hard, using your tongue to lick his tip while he’s inside your mouth to, and then expertly tug yourself off slowly with a loud *pop*.

Accidentally you tug on his piercing too, and he pushes his hips up.

“H-hey yurmomstinks, welcome back. S-sup, toxickitten.” His small stutters have you giddy, you really are doing it!

You made sure before hand he’s in the “just chatting” category, so you can reach up and grab one of his hands. You put his fingers under your collar to pull it.

“mmmhmmm,” he groans and looks back up at the chat, “U-uh, I-I’m good! How’re you, upset-b-beaver”

No other time that you’ve done this has ever turned you on… But you’re noticing yourself getting soaking wet.

More spurred on by your own body responding lewdly, you flatten your tongue under the tip, and open your mouth wide.

You look up to make sure he’s making eye contact, and breathe a big puff of hot air over it. Precum leaks out over his piercing and you savor it, it’s so much better than any other. You actually like the taste of his.

God, why is this making you so wet…

You close your eyes for a second, smiling and moaning.

His whole body shudders in response, you see his breathing becoming deeper, and his eyes are wide.

You aren’t aware, but he’s never enjoyed getting head this much either.

While he’s still staring into your eyes, you kiss his glands and give small little kitten licks there lovingly.

“A-ah um— Y-yeah, good for you m-man!” he clears his throat. “N-no! hah, um, yeah, I d-don’t know what we’re doing later, might get…” he takes a long breath “Chinese or… sss’mthin” The last part comes out slurring as if he’s drunk.

You are surprising him!! He wasn’t expecting this and you feel more and more in control and empowered as you go.

This is so exciting!

His face is getting so much redder everytime he looks down at you, and he really doesn’t want to pry his eyes away from you. It’s making you feel so warm and content.

“mmm y’taste so good Jasper…” You moan quietly, only for him to hear, as you take it into your mouth and relax your throat to go as deep as you can.

You almost touch base before pulling your head back.

You let your tongue become a bed for the underside of his length, then you go down further, touching your nose to his groin.

He sucks in suddenly.

“Uh-y-yeah, that, hah, movie n-nights are still thurs—days”

He remembers he’s holding your collar suddenly, having forgot all about anything other than your pretty, puffy lips taking care of his dick.

He pulls you by it gently at first, watching as your eyes close, enjoying him playing with you.

You pull back and breathe while you can, he pulls you back against his body and your airways get blocked.

“mm!” You moan, and gag not being able to breathe is usually so scary…

Usually.

But you trust Jasper, and this feels so hot…

He runs his fingers through your hair with his other hand, and continues talking to the viewers while you work him.

“Y-yeah, just like that,” He slips, a low moan leaving him, as he bites his lower lip, “Y-yeah, I mean,” He clears his throat again, “Y/Username is riiiight here. mmhmm. I’ll tell her y’all say hi,” His smug composure is quick to return, but it doesn’t discourage you.

You go down all the way, your nose pressing against his body, as his dick fills your throat.

You gag around his size, and tears stream down your face.

Hollowing your cheeks, you suck him with everything you’ve got.

He groans and his hips start jerking, chasing you as he gets higher and higher.

“Huh? O-oh, s-sure…”

Hearing his stuttering increase in frequency and feeling his cock twitch in your mouth you increase your speed, saliva runs down your chin.

“Mm!” He convulses not even worried about the chat anymore, and you suck as hard as you can.

“Ah! Y—Y/N!”

You take it as deep as you possibly can, and feel his burning hot cum shoot in thick streams down your throat you swallow around it making sure to hold his eyes with your own tear filled ones.

When you finally stop enjoying his powerless state of involuntary bouncing, while you keep sucking and overstimulating him, you remove yourself and open wide with your tongue out.

It shows him you swallowed every single drop.

He stares, mouth agape, as his mind stays utterly blown for a bit, until he reaches up and turns the stream off without saying a single word.

You beam full of pride, as he wipes at your tears.

[egg-emperor]

Ohshima has said that Eggman isnt evil in his concepts, he is meant to be humanity

I see that people are passing this around again. Why do people love holding word of god with so much higher regard than what's in the media that's actually been reviewed, finalized, firmly established and published? What someone says outside of the games doesn't change what we see in the games.

What Ohshima said was literally in a Twitter Private message. Someone saying something in private DMs can't be where people get their sources from and have it hold up.

If this was actually the case in canon, it would've been clearly established there, which it isn't. Eggman knows and embraces that he's evil all the time in the actual games.

Ohshima is right about Eggman wanting to make the world beautiful using science and nature but it's in his own selfish twisted definition, not genuinely making it beautiful and nice for anyone else.

We see this by how he purposefully makes Eggmanland and the Interstellar Amusement Park dangerous and embraces and boasts the dangers. He even closed off Planet Wisp to the public because it wasn't "dangerous enough" for visitors yet.

Now Ohsima is specifically saying that Eggman isn't evil in Adventure but if we're gonna focus on that, this also straight up isn't factual there either. Eggman is not a hero in Adventure, he specifically awakened Chaos to destroy Station Square and only tried to stop him because he betrayed him and became a threat to him and his plans.

I made a big post breaking the DM down and showing how, using the game itself which will always be the real true solid source to go by, that in both in English and Japanese Adventure, what Ohshima said just isn't what's happening in the game. Here's a quick reiteration of that post:

Eggman specifically intends for Chaos to destroy Station Square, so he can build Eggmanland on the ruins. This was his entire plan behind summoning and feeding him emeralds in the first place and it was always his method of how he was going to go about conquering the city using Chaos.

Sonic story:

Tails story:

The only problem he has is Chaos betraying him and making him his enemy, which means he's now a threat to him too and that's when it's a problem.

Last story:

He specifically states that it's because he defied him/didn't follow his orders. Instead Chaos is doing it on his own terms and making him his enemy and attacking him too, meaning he can't build Eggmanland and is now in danger himself too. Otherwise he'd love that shit because it was literally his goal to destroy it XD

JP translations are showing me the context doesn't change and Eggman's reasonings remain exactly the same.

Sonic story:

Tails story:

Last story:

Yeah, he's extremely blatant with his selfish reasoning in both versions. The Egg Carrier 2 was always created as a back up in case Chaos betrayed him and because he did, Eggman tried to attack him.

It had nothing to do with Eggman being a hero and wanting to protect the world, unless you count saving the world for him to rule, which is always his selfish motive behind wanting to save the world, besides saving his own life.

I love and respect Ohshima and appreciate his work a lot of course, he designed my favorite character of all time. But this just isn't factual and canon information and should not be used as a source.

He can have ideas and his own takes on the characters but that's very different than him having a position in writing him this way in an actual game and it becoming official and confirmed.

Because that's not what this is, this is his opinion and I have no issue with him saying it because he's very clear about it being just that:

This is far from a declaration of canon, it's happening in DMs and he's literally just sharing his own idea for something but it hasn't been reviewed, developed, finalized and put into the final official media so it doesn't just become canon.

If what he was saying here aligned with what we see in the actual games and served as an explanation backed up by the games then it could be considered evidence but it isn't because the official media shows and tells us very very different all the time.

People really need to stop holding word of god over the official finalized media. It seems to often come from a place of hating the canon, so the second that someone who has worked on it in an official capacity says the opposite of what was shown in canon, people are eager to have it replace the truth

It's like how in official media, Eggman's age is established as "Unknown" but now people want to claim he's canonically in his 40s just because Iizuka estimated Eggman's age and said he's "probably under 50", even though in the finalized official media he's implied to be at least 50+. I broke that down using actual game canon evidence in this post.

People keep taking word of god when a creator says something on the spot that hasn't been finalized and established in canon and every single time, they omit the way said creator says it's just their opinion like Ohshima, or that something is probably the case, like how Iizuka estimated Eggman's age but said it still isn't confirmed.

Creators cannot suddenly change what's long established in canon on the spot and it does not replace what we see in the actual official media that's gone through all the necessary checks, development, and approval. I figured people would've understood this by now after famous authors infamously doing it and everyone hating it.

And in this case they're actually not doing what those authors did because they're not saying that it's the final canon fact. They're saying that it's just their opinion, or just a probable estimate. But fans want them to be like those authors that just randomly declare a bunch of stuff that contradicts the original media for some reason lol

[leiandroid]

yakuza / bratva au

extremely important note about this au is that, being russian, ino's name is ino yamanavka xD

many ramblings about this au vvv

hinata is the first daughter of the yakuza's hyuuga family. she murders her father in cold blood with his own katana after a psychotic break. hanabi becomes the boss by default and is out for hinata's head for revenge. hinata runs away to russia. she regains awareness somewhere in russia after her episode and after a few weeks is found by low level bratva members that answer to a certain faction led by ino.

ino is instantly taken by this exotic yet dangerous beauty and recognises that she's not all right up there. instead of wasting her she takes her in, much to the familys protest, and makes hinata her right hand. ino's goals are to climb the ranks and take over the entire russian mafia as the top leader.

hinata has reverted to a "childlike" state for self preservation. she is shy and cheerful and nervous and meek; qualities her father literally beat out of her to shape her up to becoming the next head of the hyuuga. despite this, hanabi would be the one to grow up to be the ruthless protege he always wanted and so tossed hinata to the side. the trauma endured and the pressure and ostracisation by the whole clan caused her to eventually snap.

the guilt and grief of killing her father then has her reverted to a childlike state where she constantly seeks for his approval. she took her father's sword with her and his "spirit" lives in the sword. she seeks the swords approval and talks to it as if it were hiashi himself. and in her mind the sword praises her for how far she's become, berates her for her mistakes, etc.

when she kills she becomes hysterically insane, and in the aftermath she becomes cold and unfeeling for some time before she goes back to her normal childlike state. basically she lives in a constant state of disassociation / multiple personalities (?)

ino manipulates her to do her bidding, assures her she's okay, that she's amazing, that her father is so proud of her. she eases hinata's nerves and anxieties with sweet words and sex.

ino came from a poor background where her father sold her to the bratva for money and medicine to help his sick wife. she grew up in the mafia and was used and abused all throughout. every year, every day that passed, ino would have an ever growing hitlist; members that raped her, beat her, humiliated her, etc. and on the top of that list was her fathers name.

when she was old enough to put her plans to fruition, she tracked down her parents house only to find that they had died long ago. not being able to have the last word she is fueled by hatred and goes on a killing spree on the rest of her list and kills her boss and takes his place and threatens the remaining living members of the faction to either join her or die.

over time she becomes a terrible and horrifying leader and is now the boss of a significantly large faction that has control of a sizeable area in moscow.

she has spent time in prison where she received most of her tattoos. (dot under the eye to denote homosexuality, rose to indicate that she turned 18 in prison, nautical stars that tell of her authority, eyes on her chest to mean she is always watching, "cyka" a forced tattoo calling her a bitch, spider to show that she's an active criminal, gun to show she's killed and is/was for hire to kill, roundstone that means trust no one, and various other tattoos with real world meanings).

half her face was burned with battery acid in prison. her back is littered with scars from cuts and from lashes as disciplinary measures growing up in the mafia.

hinata's irezumi tattoos include motifs of ame no uzume that represents inner beauty and kindness, with various other details like bamboo and ginko leaves and little creatures like crabs and goldfish that represent strength, perseverance, sacrifice and loyalty.

ino genuinely cares for hinata in a very fucked up, selfish, and narcisstic way. their relationship is very complex. ino has a girl that constantly seeks her dead fathers approval, and ino has to act like the concept of a father doesn't sicken her to her bones. in a way, they both drive each other mad. ino grows to hate the sword that has part of hinata's love and attention, but understands that if the sword were to disappear then hinata would too (mind and body).

ino drives hinata to kill, which frays her mind a bit more every time, and in turn the energy ino puts into not letting hinata fall apart at the seams causes her a great deal of stress and gets in the way of a lot of her plans to take over. by the end of their conquests they are barely held together by a thread.

they do get very far together but they meet a grim fate when after hinata is forced to kill a child, she loses the last thread keeping her together then murders ino then kills herself immediately after. they become stuff of legends within the mafia.

[melkyt]

Fun AU vibes

Shift the white lead effect up one generation, so instead of Law dying at the age of 13, he is going to die at around 26 right, but nobody knows that yet. People fall sick when he turns around 24.

Luffy just starts his journey at the time, usual shenanigans, something leads him to Flavence, probably that its a beautiful city, and they just wanna see it.

Luffy immediately runs off, gets lost, beelines for the place with the greatest amount of suffering and injustice, he has a compass for that kind of thing, end up in Law's small clinic, where he is scrambling to find a cure, functioning on no sleep, twenty cups of coffee and the determination coming straight from his willpower as a D.

Luffy notices that there are alot of people looking extra sick on the streets as he runs past and into the clinic. Does he know why he is there? No, but it's a doctor, and Chopper is a doctor, so he is like 'give me doctor stuff so i can bring it back to Chopper'

Law explains they have nothing to spare and tries to scare Luffy by making it seem that his disease is contagious to get rid of him... and it doesn't work. Years of fighting for people to help them and make them see that they are not actually a danger, only for this kid to A: not believe his lie, and B: call Law an idiot for thinking that he gives a shit.

Fighting breaks out outside minutes later, commotion. Law getting a message that the other countries are barricading Flevance and stopping any and all aid, that the disease has gotten too far and they wont be complicit in hiding it anymore. It wont be long till war breaks out

Law tries to get Luffy to leave, this is not his bussiness.

Luffy says, "Nah" he's a pirate, and he does what he wants. So the strawhats stay and cause a bunch of chaos, fight the world government again, take Flevance under their flag for a little while the dust settles.

Law is dumbfounded, standing in the ruins of some building watching Luffy wreck shit and fuck up the lives of the nobles that may have left but left all their stuff and secrets. Robin is quick to gather it and show it up for the cameras. The truth about white lead comes out, and this saves the people. They get aid and the marines arrive to chase Luffy out as they do

And Law, deciding that the only way to help his family and his people is to join them and find a cure in the wide world.

Luffy would still crash Dressrosa to fight Doffy, thanks to Momo and Kin'emon also having business there, and they still end up on punk hazard, (Law in canon really wasnt the one guiding them there even if thats what he says xd, they would still fuck it up)

Law is getting sicker and tries to hide it, alot of angst and hurt-comfort. When they do reach Dressrosa, he has a fever and has settled that he is going to die and there is no hope.

He tries to say that to Luffy, who isnt having it and says its all gonna work itself out, they will find someone soon! He points at Ceaser that they ended up taking by accident, who will rattle anything off to save his life and mentions a devil fruit

So they reach Dressrosa, Cora is alive (and miserable) either with his brother or back with the marines. He failed to save Dressrosa with his report, or I know Doffy became a warlord, and he reported it, but nobody cared, and Sengoku was not allowed to take action by higher-ups due to what Doffy knows. So Cora stayed just in an attempt to curb his brothers actions, and maybe he didn't feel like he had any other place to go since the Marines failed him again. Whatever it is, Cora is going through it

Doffy has not let anyone eat the op-op fruit, no Law, means no kid to groom into the next him, and Cora kept any others away. Cora ends up helping the strawhats, and leaving with Sengoku at the end as the man is retired

So anyway, the fruit, its still there in Dressrosa, right, and when they beat up Doffy, Robin gives it to Luffy and says a doctor should probably eat it.

Luffy throws it at Law even after they see the price tag and that they will be wanted by the world goverment. Luffy just goes "We're pirates!"

Law eats the fruit, survives, and cures himself. Then comes the part that he was dreading having gotten close to Luffy, though it has been fleeting touches and longing gazes from Law, nothing serious, still he feels that this place is home and he doesnt want to leave Luffy and the strawhats

Luffy nods and gives Law his vivre card "Here. You better join us when ur done, Traffy! You're crew, and I like you, " He answers before Law can ask if he is sure.

Law does cure his people and leaves everything to Lami, who took over his clinic when he left the first time. While Flevance will always be home, he belongs with the strawhats, he belongs with Luffy.

[pregnancyismykink]

All Current WIP's

This is a list of all of my current WIP's in no particular order, which is unfortunately very long. Please forgive me XD You can read all of them at the links provided, though remember these are in progress and not finished yet lol. As always, I'm open to suggestions or advice!

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A continuation of Maybourne Manor, which you can find (Here)

WIP here

2. Raylene escapes her cell with nothing but a shirt and underwear, naked and trembling as she runs away from the people who would kill her if they knew what she did. She finds a portal, transporting herself to Waterside, a place of wonder and beauty. But the longer she stays, the more she realizes that the people of Waterside are not what they seem. Will the prophecy come true? Or will Waterside fall?

(lesbians, fpreg, rape, noncon, magic, fantasy)

WIP here

3. A rich lesbian couple looking for a surrogate put out an ad and end up creating a threesome, a very happy family

WIP here

4. An arranged marriage between a sassy, easily annoyed short prince and a massive brutish man from a different kingdom. An heir is required even if they hate each other

WIP here

5. A prince has a one night stand with his favorite, and personal knight leading to him getting pregnant and having to hide this from the entire kingdom as well as his mom

WIP here

6. A meet cute ABO story about two guys fucking like crazy, accidentally getting pregnant, and then going through life figuring it out as they go.

WIP here

7. Another ABO story but based in college where an omegas first heat is dangerous and painful. Omega goes into heat on campus and the alpha jock finds him and takes care of him. Omega gets pregnant from the experience, they get together after some angst, and that’s as far as I’ve gotten.

WIP here

8. A werewolf clan just going through life.

WIP here

9. A continuation of my Home Ec story, which can be found (Here)

WIP here

10. A group of 5 dudes buy a house together, have orgies, and one or two get pregnant and they have to navigate life together

WIP here

11. A continuation of the Alien Eggs story which can be found (Here)

WIP here (FINISHED)

12. A young plant shop owner has fun with some of the extra vegetables that don't sell in his shop.

WIP here

13. The king of a country is a werewolf but nobody knows except a select number of people, and his mate. Who he dotes on when everyone else gets death glares

WIP here

14. An ABO story where once you meet your alpha, you're automatically their property. This was supposed to be kinky but turned out kinda fluffy

WIP here

15. A bodyguard (in his 40's) gets assigned to a young woman. She was raped and is now pregnant and suffering from her rapist stalking her.

WIP here

16. Phoenix, FTM, gets surprising news at a party with his housemates. And then he has to learn how to deal with the changes that will continue to happen as he progresses in his pregnancy.

WIP here (FINISHED)

17. Vampire harem. Female vampire has a collection of beautiful men and women she keeps as feeding servants who also provide her with a rather large household of children and servants.

WIP here (FINISHED)

[muffinsin]

What punishments do you think would the sisters give and dread?👀 (as a submissive and dominant)

Thank you for answering my other request!🥰

- 🌲

Very interesting ask! I might’ve gone on a little long about this one! XD Let’s get into it! ;)

Masterlist

Bela

Punishments she likes to give out

Edging; she loves teasing her partner and denying them pleasure

Hearing slurred moans and begs for her is extremely arousing to her

Overstimulating; should her pet not behave, or be greedy, she might teach them a lesson regarding not to ask for too much

She loves exploring her victim’s sweet, sensitive body and dragging more and more orgasms from them

Spanking. A relatively simple one, yet effective

Unlike others, she doesn’t need things such as paddles for this, but will usually stick to her hands to carry out this punishment. They are plenty capable

Should she consider a very serious one however, one should be prepared to be pulled over her lap with a brush slapping against their ass

Punishments she dreads/are effective on her

Bela is naturally sensitive, but even more so after being toyed with

Edging; edging this submissive, sensitive blonde is the sweetest form of torture to her

Whether she attempts to be still or not, within a short time she will be squirming and begging, screaming and mewling already

No penetration; Bela’s mind turns foggy and she feels as though driven crazy when she is toyed with, and is not granted penetration at all. She wants to be filled, badly, especially when her breeding kink is acting up

Using hands and toys on her body will drag plenty orgasms from her, and still she will beg for penetration for hours

Overstimulation; she is sensitive already way before her orgasm, and yet grows more and more sensitive after.

Overstimulating her is easy, and will drag moans and tears from her, but deep down she loves it too. At times she will misbehave sorely in hopes of getting this

Cassandra

Punishments she likes to give out

Overstimulating; this is a huge one for her. The sadist loves the tears and reactions she gets from this particular punishment,

and she absolutely enjoys dragging her partner to their absolute limit, often even go as far as to fuck them into unconsciousness

Depending on her partner’s pain level and limit, she enjoys any sort of corporal punishment

Whipping and cutting is her favourite. She loves hearing her prey scream for her, and will often mix this pain with pleasure by using toys on them

Aside from this she enjoys paddling and spanking, as well as biting and marking her partner’s body up

Lastly, a little more creative, but she will absolutely exploit her partner’s weaknesses and kinks. They enjoy breeding? She will be sure to cum on their skin, never inside, and laugh bitterly at them, reminding them of their punishment

Her partner likes to suck her off? Too bad, she will merely pleasure herself in front of them

She absolutely loves pleasuring herself in front of her tied up s/o and denying them touch

She’s a very rough dom and her punishments reflect this as well, no matter what punishment she has in mind, she likes to leave you completely aching

Punishments she dreads/are effective on her

Cassandra, as much as she is a sadist, is a masochist

She will get off to the pain and scream, even cry if it just hurts bad enough

It’s the most beautiful type of torture to her

She loves whippings and such, but her absolute favourite is such a precious, dangerous kind of pain, she must trust you entirely; ice play

She loves screaming in pain from the little ice cubes rubbing across her skin, and will cry the longer it goes on. It’s an ideal, hardcore punishment that she cannot stand often, and yet enjoys partly

Being overstimulated; now, it’s a very difficult task to overstimulate our Cassie. She’s very eager, has a high stamina and endurance. But even she is worn out at some point

Tying her up and leaving her with dildos and vibrators, then taking your turn on her will leave her absolutely crazy. After hours of this torture, she will beg for you and forgiveness

Be sure to be rough with her, and leave many marks. She loves admiring them for the time they stick around before her body heals up again all too soon

Another especially effective punishment is edging her. She will be the biggest brat for a time being, shocked at how you dare deny her

When hours drag on and she’s no closer to an orgasm, she will behave eventually

Daniela

Punishments she likes to give out

If you thought sweet, innocent Daniela forgives too fast to punish, you’d be wrong

Deadly wrong

She isn’t as sadistic as her sister, but oh, she loves watching her partner whimper and writhe on the bed for her

Overstimulation is the punishment she enjoys most. She can’t hold back enough to edge or ignore her pet, she knows this

But watching them squirm when a vibrator is between their legs, their moans for her so sweet and lovely,

Their tongue inside of her…

She can’t get enough

She’s very kinky, and very much into sex toys

Misbehaving automatically means to her that she gets to try them all out on her pet and rail them until their holes are stretched and dripping

Additionally, she will use the opportunity to humiliate them. She loves seeing their cheeks light up and hearing their precious heartbeat quicken

Her favourites among these are using her toy in public, degrading names as she uses her pet for her pleasure, and costumes

Punishments she dreads/are effective on her

Daniela is so very eager, edging is such an unfair tool against her!

Yes, she will whine and whimper and squirm for her love, beg them to please, love, allow her release!

Even meaner, however, is denying her touch

She hates to be ignored and will not even take it as a punishment, but being denied touch is such sweet torture

Daniela often finds herself tied up and made to edge herself or overstimulate herself without even a graze of her lover’s fingertips against her. When she is at last touched, it’s as though she is ready to explode

Like her sisters, Daniela enjoys a little bit of a spanking, although by far less than the other two

She isn’t all that about this type of pain on herself, but will moan at light spankings and tugs on her nipples, even bare her neck when her lover bites her. What she dislikes, however, is cuts. Those aren’t fun to her

[quinloki]

This is off topic of the shots asks BUT I was struck by inspiration for some monster reader who's like a siren. Like horror movie mermaid with claws and sharp teeth and they're a dangerous predator yet beautiful and ethereal. Can hypnotize people with weaker will with their song. I feel like siren reader would be fun for yandere doffy but siren reader with yandere shanks ALSO hits hard imo I just feel like he'd keep them in a tank on the red force and coo all condescendingly when they hiss and scratch and bite hnggg I love sirens!

xD Every round of sex is just physically violent. Shanks has wounds that need medical attention, but he's satisfied, and you're so deeply exhausted - and oddly satisfied as well - that eventually the wounds you leave don't need stitched.

Eventually the bites you sink into his skin are followed by a lick.

Eventually the wrestling match required before things begins is almost ceremonial.

Eventually those condescending coos are sweet and warm and the shivering mewl you finally allow to pass your lips - years after this all began - is the greatest treasure as far as Shanks is concerned.

>.>

CW: Author Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings WARNING

You're practically wrapped around his hand. It's been five years. It took almost three years before you stopped giving him stitch-worthy wounds. Comparatively things progressed fast after that, and for the last couple of months you've been almost docile.

This last time, as you lay against him, basking in the exhaustion and pleasure of nearly 12 hours of sweet release and euphoria, you've hardly left more than a few accidental scratches on his skin. You're not naive enough to consider this to be anything like love, but you have effectively given in.

You're safe, fed, and if he wants to -

Shanks moves, it's lazy and slow, but unexpected. He straddles you, and while you don't have the energy for another round, you won't deny him. The hand at your throat as he eases inside you is nothing new, and you roll your hips and help guide him deeper.

"You're beautiful like this." He says, an odd sorrow in his tone. "But you were resplendent before." His grip at your throat tightens. "I want to remember you like that."

the look on his face, the strength in his fingers, you know what he means to do, and you fight back. Your position is not advantageous. He has you on reach and with him buried deep inside you he has more than ample leverage.

You kick, claw, punch, and writhe with anger and rage, but it's not enough. Your final ferocity will stay with Shanks for years. The fractured bones from your kicks will take weeks to heal, and the scars from claws that nearly reach his bones will ache on stormy days, and he'll remember you.

Fierce, and roaring, and resplendent.

[obae-me]

MYYYY GOSHHHH. I was the one who sent the original, Siren!Lucifer ask and I COULDN'T HAVE IMAGINED THIS!! All the things ppl added onto it is just... chef's kiss! All these mindboggling hc's got me all kicking my feet and giggling like a schoolgirl oof >.< It has made my brainrot a thousand times worse!! XD

While I am still not a 100% satisfied with my writing abilities, here- I wanted to try a lil sumn-

You keep coming back to the beach. Maybe not every day, but still enough to have you questioning your sanity for willingly walking back to danger like this. The man... or mermaid? Or whatever it was you saw that day had grabbed your interest and was holding onto it tightly with those clawed hands of his. Your first encounter with him felt like a fever dream. You had never seen a man so inhumanely beautiful with those bright red eyes, and lithe body bathed in the moonlight. It had taken you a while to actually compute what you were seeing infront of yourself; because this wasn't a man to begin with. A gorgeous red tail replaced the space where a pair of human legs should've been.

It was an awkward affair when your eyes had met his. He stared for a while; still singing in that almost bioelectric voice of his? You truly hadn't heard anything like it to compare it to, but it felt like his voice was reverberating inside your head. Only to look at you with confusion after he stopped singing; as if you'd grown 2 heads when you still stood the same distance away from him than you had been before. His eyes narrowed and you could almost feel the irritation itching under his skin through his stare. You both stood still... just staring at each other until he gave up with a huff and splashed into the inky depths of the ocean.

This was the fifth time you were going to see him. The second time you found him (3 days after the incident) went a little better. You managed to wrangle a name out of him in exchange of yours and the fact that he was a Siren. You had heard of them before, but only in folktales and never took them seriously, but the man sitting on the rocks before you clearly proved otherwise. You wondered if their existence was the reason so many people went missing at sea; their bodies never found.

You were not stupid; as down in the dumps you were (enough to keep seeking his company against your better judgement) and wanting to escape this life of yours, his sharp black claws and fangs that poked out every time he spoke were warning enough to keep you standing a good distance away from the water on the sand. He could absolutely rip you to shreds; you were sure of that, but he kept coming back yet always sat by those rocks; not coming closer yet not moving away. You wondered why, but it seemed that it had something to do with his frustration. (Unknown to you was the fact, that by you not being brainwashed after listening to his song, you had dealt a massive blow to his ego. He simply COULD not digest the fact that YOU KEPT COMING BACK and still escaped him every time. He decided then and there, that no matter how long it took, you won't get one over him. He wanted to absolutely DEVOUR you out of spite.)

After the initial rocky start (lol pun was not intended) things fell into a weird yet comforting routine. You would always seek him out, sit on the beach and just... talk about anything and everything. He was a breath of fresh air from the oppressive routine you had found yourself stuck in. Time with him was an escape from the worries and regrets that plagued your mind and you always felt disappointed when it was time to go back. You'd talk about your classes, your parents, what you ate for lunch, your friends and how sometimes it felt that things were spiraling out of control in your own life. He'd always listen attentively and in turn tell you about his brothers' shenanigans (it took a long time for him to tell you about himself in the first place), and the everyday stresses of his own life.

It greatly amused you that even sirens couldn't escape from the worries of everyday life, and the stories about his brothers made you laugh till your stomach hurt. Slowly but surely, the distance between you became shorter. You sat closer, till your feet grazed the gentle waves, and he decided the rock that was a little further ahead in the shallower waters was now his seating of choice.

You kept wanting to tell him, but stopped just shy; of how much color he had brought back to your dull life. Some days the air shifts and you both forgo the routine just a little for each others' sakes. You talk about how inadequate you felt sometimes, how you wished you could go back and do it all right, how you feel so scared and hurt from the people who were supposed to love you the most. He talks about how he wishes he could be closer to his brothers, repair the bonds he broke and take away the pain he caused them, how his family was all he cared about and how he himself ruined it. In those tender moments you feel the need to reach out him, hold his hand and to somehow lessen the burdens that muddies the brilliant red of his eyes and sag his shoulders in exhaustion.

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.

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Of course you should've known better. You did know better. When time and time again the world had proven to you that the only one you can truly trust is yourself. You don't know why you let the walls you spent so long building around yourself crumble infront of him so easily, because as Lucifer lied on top you; one hand pinning you down and the other posed right at your jugular, you wonder when you had gotten so careless. His eyes; the first thing you had noticed about him, brewed up a storm and his mouth set in a hard line. You didn't cry. You didn't scream. How cruel was it of him to give you hope to live, only to rip it away from you in an instance. But at the end of the day you only have yourself to blame. After all the only one you have is yourself in this world...

[Oof it got so long, I didn't expect this- sorry~~~]

Aaaaaaaah, I'm absolutely flailing and sobbing! The allure of this AU is too strong! I can't!

Thank you for writing all this out to share with me, omg, it's beautiful. It feels like a special gift that I will be archiving in my favorites tag! So sweet, I love things like this, I love feeling the passion and excitement behind people's words. It's so invigorating and is actually making me want to write again (I've been in the dumps and have lost a lot of motivation to do the things I enjoy, but that's neither here nor there).

I love this back and forth Siren ideas with everyone, it's making my week!

[honey-minded-hivemind]

wait what if httyd reader was kinda the black sheep of their tribe due to them having to constantly hide the fact they are a dragon hybrid

due to the tribe they were raised in they believed dragons were beasts that would kill them the first chance they got and its only when they finally succeeded in shooting down a dragon/dragon hybrid to prove that they belonged with the rest of their human tribe

they immediately ran to see what they had to show off knowing the dragon/hybrid would still be alive due to only being shot with a net…they knew they’d need to finish the job themselves they just didn’t know if they could force themselves to go through with it for others approval

in the end they ended up finding they shot one of the teens down and couldn’t bring themselves to kill them when they saw their reflection in the weapon they wield…they didn’t want to do this…they didn’t want to be this…

they apologized endlessly to the dragon/ hybrid teen as they patched up and nursed the injuries they caused fully expecting the teen to attack them or just leave them and return to their own family when they’d finished only to be surprised and terrified when the dragon/hybrid teen grabbed reader with their claws/ with their teeth and flew off with them unbeknownst to reader that their new friend caught a glimpse of the wings they kept binded beneath their shirt as they were nursing them back to health

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wow this turned out so much longer than i expected sorry XD

Oh... That's it, this is becoming a full AU... Good job, @mothmans-kingdom...

Reader didn't want to stick out. They wanted to fit in. Yet no matter what they did, they never seemed to get along with the others of their tribe. They viewed dragons as beasts, hideous monsters, demons, who would eat them and burn down their village if given the chance. And Reader... Reader thought dragons were beautiful. They were dangerous, yes. Deadly, even more so. But... Reader knew they couldn't be entirely bad. Their hidden wings, and filed talons told them otherwise...

They finally had the chance to prove themself, to prove they belonged in their tribe: They had to shoot down a dragon, or a hybrid. Reader didn't want to do it. They didn't think they could live with themself if they did it. But... as they were about to turn away, to stop the trigger, someone pushed them, sending the crossbolt flying, up and up and up, straight into... a hybrid. Its shrieks were loud, wailing and mournful and angry, as it crashed out of sight... And all Reader could feel was dread.

The next day they set out to find the poor beast. The woods were thick and deep, hiding most of the trail, yet a few broken branches and scuffed dirt led Reader straight to the being. And Reader, looking at them, couldn't plunge the dagger in.

The beast looked like... like them.

Wings along their back, sharp talons for nails, a tail that twitched in pain, and eyes... Such sad, lonely eyes, that stared deep into Reader's soul.

And Reader decided to heal them, rather than kill them.

Apologies spewed from Reader's mouth, and Reader quickly knelt down, pressing their head down in submission, and slowly asked to look at the wound... They looked back up, and when they weren't bitten, they gently felt the wounded area. With careful hands, they brought the crossbolt out, apologizing and promising to never do such a thing again. Their rag was pressed into the wound, and Reader tore a strip from their shirt to wrap around the wounded leg, patting it and making reassurances to the poor hybrid.

It kept looking at Reader, shocked and quiet, curious. Once Reader patted their leg, telling them it was done, they got up, testing their weight on it. They wobbled a bit, their face scrunched up for a second in pain, but it settled. They warbled something at Reader, then offered a small smile and a clawed hand out... Reader shook it, careful not to scratch their hand open on the talons. The hybrid kept warbling and hissing and chirping, and Reader sighed. They apologized once more, turning to leave...

Then talons caught them, dragging them into a warm embrace. The hybrid made a sad, questioning noise, and Reader told told they had to go back to the village-

The hybrid hissed, their eyes turning to slits, then with a flap of their wings, they rose, bringing Reader with them... Reader couldn't help but bite back a shriek, whining lightly as they tried not to look down. A warble came from the hybrid again, and slowly, the two were off, leaving to another island, far over the waters and away from the village Reader called home...

The hybrid had been on their first dangerous raid the other night, yet had unfortunately been shot down. Their parents and siblings and friends kept crying out for them, yet they couldn't move due to the pain in their leg blinding them. They cursed and wailed, begging the Great Dragon Gods to free them, to save them, or to at least grant a merciful death...

The next day, they met their attacker. It was some scrawny, trembling thing, possibly close to their age. Huh. At least it wasn't a baby that took them down... Yet the teen never plunged their dagger in. They made upset, apologetic noises at them, even lowering themself, sniffling. It was then they got a peek at the wings hidden under their shirt, cramped and hiding from the world. Looking closer, they saw the nails of the teen, filed and suspiciously sharp... So they were a hybrid, too...?

Oh. Oooooh...

The humans must have taken them, them, and when this teen saw that they were the same, they apologized! It made sense. They must feel so confused. Scared, maybe? Did the humans force them to hurt them? Or was this other hybrid trying to prove themself?

Soon, they were making a questioning noise, and pointing to the weapon sticking out of their thigh. They didn't say anything, just letting them work as they slowly pulled it out. If a pained cheep left their lips, it wasn't like the adults could hear them. Soon their leg was being patted by a rag, soaking up their blood, and the teen was apologizing again in their strange language. They tore a piece of their shirt off, and fastened it around the rag on their leg, making a make-shift bandage. Ha, they were clever, too...

They couldn't help themself as they chirped their thanks, and testing their leg, bit back another pained noise. Their caretakers wouldn't let them out of the nest for weeks after this... Yet they were able to walk, just slowly. Their new friend? made an apologetic noise again, then went to leave...

They took that time to snatch them into a hug, wanting to thank them and figure out where they were going... Their new friend kept trying to explain, their voice even reaching the right pitch to match their language for a minute, enough to make out village-town-home...

No. NononONONO!!! No more bad humans! With an angry hiss, they grabbed the poor hybrid, flying up and away from that forsaken island. They tried to reassure them, telling them about their home and caretakers and friends, wanting to calm them, if only a little...

Oh, the others were gonna love this new friend! Maybe they can be siblings! They're so happy...

[yanderes-galore]

For mirror verse Low-key had a crush on Aladdin when I was younger (still do XD ) now I’m wondering would it be alright to request yandere story of him with a darling who can create illusions (however reader wants to break up cause Aladdin behaviour ) ^^ for the mirror verse game please, if you want include a prompt can I choose  37.) "We should get married! It's been long enough, hasn't it?"

I decided to treat this as a prompt story as I just wasn't getting ideas. I couldn't entirely figure out how to include your power so it's only really mentioned you're a Guardian in this, I apologize :(

Yandere! Mirrorverse! Aladdin Prompt 37

"We should get married! It's been long enough, hasn’t it?"

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Possessive behavior, Manipulation Toxic relationship, Clingy behavior, Coercion into marriage, Delusional behavior, Dubious turned forced relationship.

"We should get married! It's been long enough, hasn’t it?"

You weren't expecting to hear those words leave Aladdin's mouth. Especially with you now developing uneasy feelings towards your relationship. Marriage... it's such a big step...

For you it may even be a trap.

Your mixed feelings towards your boyfriend falter for a moment when you see how happy he looks. For a moment he seems like the man you fell in love with as a Guardian. However, that didn't excuse his behavior.

Aladdin, also known as The Cutting Desert Diamond, was a Guardian you've been dating for months in the Mirrorverse. Since you met him he seemed like a street rat turned hero. He seemed so charming and humble.

You felt delighted when he asked you out, you were a supportive Guardian that used illusions to aid others in battle... he was combat based and you supported him.

Yet... once you gave in to dating him... red flags made themselves known.

Aladdin is obsessive. He's clingy and more greedy than you thought when it came to your love. He slowly seemed to have his usual behavior corrode the longer he was around you.

The humble street rat you fell in love with... began to change.

It was as though there was some sort of hidden evil in his heart.

"Al... it's such a big step, I just don't think we're ready-" You find yourself suggesting in a soft tone, noticing how his happy gaze faltered for a moment.

"What do you mean? I could treat you like royalty... I may not be the richest man but I could try to get us a big wedding!" Aladdin continues, wrapping his arms around your waist as he leans his head on your shoulder.

"We haven't been dating for that long... only maybe a few months. I just don't know if we're right together..." You admit. Aladdin's grip tightens on your waist when you say that. Guilt soon creeps into you.

"Do you think we're not good enough for each other?" Aladdin whispers, his tone dangerous in your ear. "What makes you think that?"

You can hear the possessiveness dripping from his tone. The tight grip on your waist didn't help either. Your heart beats fast... be it from fear or the proximity you don't know.

"You've been acting strange lately..." You whisper, only for Aladdin to pull away to look you in the eyes.

"I've been excited! After all... I already picked the perfect ring for you... it compliments your beauty." Aladdin whispers, his eyes never leaving yours as he holds your chin.

You're scared... hesitant. Aladdin is delusional to the behavior he has around you. Being possessive and clingy didn't bother him.

All he wants is you.

"There's no need to be so hesitant..." Aladdin whispers, pulling you closer. "You'll be in safe hands... you'll be in my hands... we'll be happy together. I'll be your hero, okay?"

His words are meant to be reassuring, but you still stare like a dear in headlights. Aladdin ignores your silence and pulls you in to kiss you softly. Sure, you may be scared of the thought now...

But you'll warm up to it...

He's sure of it.